Rageemah db Williams

(02 October 1969 / Cape Town)

Was that not love?


You entered my life
I became an artist
I painted ur picture
It became my masterpiece

I hurt, you cried
Was that not love?
I babbled, you listened
Was that not love!

Still hear your voice
Sounds like poetry
Still hear your laughs
Sounds like a no 1 hit song

Still see you run to me
Feels like swanlake on ice
Still hear your stories
And the Emmy goes to you

(love and miss you always, my angel...R.I.P)

Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013

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This poem is dedicated to my baby brother who passed 02: 01: 2013...he was my best friend, my everything and still cant believe he is gone...its really so difficult knowing, its going to be the first of everything without him this year(birthdays, easter, xmas, etc) ....i miss him so much, everyday: -(

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